015's Dorm
Hitori: Knock knock knock.
So early in the morning, and someone was at their door...was it something important?
Either way, they don't like to keep people waiting, so they hop out of bed and answer the door.
"Heeeello?"
Dax: It's Dax.
Hitori: "Oh, uh- Hey Dax! Need something?"
...Huh. They weren't saying anything. It was hard to read their expression, but they seemed almost distracted by something...
Dax: "Hey," they eventually replied, "...I need your blood, and-"
Hitori: "Y-You huh!?"
Dax: "Oh. You're reacting like this, too..."
A small purr escapes their throat. "I need it for good reason, dear. I want to theorize as to why you look like that~!"
Hitori: "You...mean my...?"
They point at their face. Dax nods.
"....Oh. W-Well, I guess you can. . . ?"
Hesitantly, they extend an arm out. "I don't know how you'd take my blood, but-"
Dax: And so, Dax suddenly whips out a syringe and stabs them right in a vein. Hitori lets out a pained yelp, their arm only kept steady by Dax's hand gripping it, as they suck out a great vial of...blue blood.
They pull out the syringe, staring at it. "...Your blood is blue?"
Hitori: "My blood is blue??" They seem just as confused, whimpering a bit as they wipe off the bloody spot now on their arm.
Dax: "Did you not know it was blue?"
Hitori: "No! It wasn't blue last time I checked!"
Dax: "...When did you check?"
Hitori: "...Uhm," Hitori scratches their head. "...I don't remember, actually."
Dax: "Well. That's odd..."
They seem to ponder something to themselves for a moment, and then run off without another word.
Hitori: "W-Wait! Dax!"
Too late. They've already gone into their dorm. Hitori just...stands there in confusion.